Musing on ice.

Musing on ice.

I’ve been away for awhile. 

We traveled to Florida for the Disney Marathon Weekend. On Sunday afternoon here I was with some Madison friends. 

Hubs and me with the Sitzmann clan.

Kim and Dennis both ran the half too. Here we were Sunday afternoon…and while we were in sunny Central Florida we started hearing about the bad weather soon to hit Madison. 

We talked with a couple on a ride who were from Atlanta, down for the race. They were not going to try and come back as planned on Monday. 

We decided after seeing pictures from Atlanta Sunday night that we too would stay in Central Florida another day. Then rising Monday morning — hubby decided to go. So I as most dutiful bride packed and we went. The Sitzmanns headed back too. 

We texted occasionally about road conditions and other news. 

Everything was pretty good till 129 out of Gray. 441 from Eatonton was worse. 

Fun.

It was amazing how fast the conditions changed. One moment you’re fine. The next you’re thinking — okay — just a few miles more. 

A few miles can seem like an awful lot longer. When you’re creeping along hoping not to end up in a ditch. 

It’s funny. Wonder how many times we’re riding along in ice and ditches along side and not even know it. 

I really don’t want to think about it.